mesbooks Chapter 427 You Are Really My Good Son
Chapter 427 You Are Really My Good Son
"Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't tell you."
After dropping this sentence, the doctor left.
Qin Lie stood alone outside the emergency room, with a sad expression and a heart pierced by a knife.
He couldn't accept the news that Yang Cuifeng was terminally ill, and he couldn't accept the fact that he would soon be separated from his mother forever.
"My God, why are you doing this to me!"
Angrily, Qin Lie slammed a punch on the wall, smashing the back of his hand, but he didn't notice it.
A few minutes later, the door of the emergency room opened, and the nurse pushed Yang Cuifeng out.
At this time, Yang Cuifeng had already woken up, but compared to before, she seemed to have aged by several decades in an instant, and the appearance of being withered was really distressing.
Seeing Qin Lie, Yang Cuifeng stretched out her hand and seemed to want to say something, but Qin Lie stopped her.
"Mom, don't say anything, I'll take you home later."
After comforting Yang Cuifeng, Qin Lie went to go through the discharge procedures and asked about the doctor Yang Cuifeng just now.
According to the doctor, Yang Cuifeng's condition deteriorated rapidly, and she has only about half a month left to live. If she is lucky, she may live a few more days, but she will definitely not survive for a month.
"Mom, the formalities are all done, let's go home."
After returning to Yang Cuifeng, Qin Lie took her hand and went home with her.
Along the way, both mother and son had a tacit understanding and no one mentioned the brain tumor.
After arriving home, Qin Lie first let Yang Cuifeng take medicine.
This medicine has almost no effect on relieving the condition, that is, it only relieves the pain.
"Mom, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you."
Qin Lie looked at Yang Cuifeng and asked.
"Just boil a porridge and stir-fry a green vegetable. I want to eat it lightly."
Yang Cuifeng replied.
"Okay, then I'm going to prepare, you can watch TV first."
After saying this, Qin Lie went to the kitchen to make dinner.
Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, Yang Cuifeng only felt a burst of happiness, but then followed by a strong sense of guilt.
She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed the words again.
Then Yang Cuifeng took out her cell phone and dialed Yang Junyu's cell phone number, but the call was hung up as soon as she got through.
When Yang Cuifeng called for the second time, Yang Junyu's mobile phone was turned off.
"What sin did I do in my last life to give birth to such a sinner!"
Endless grief welled up in her heart, and Yang Cuifeng couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Mom, don't cry, Junyu is not filial, but I will always be by your side."
Hearing Yang Cuifeng's cry, Qin Lie immediately came out to comfort her.
"Thank you Xiaolie, woo woo woo..."
At this moment, Yang Cuifeng couldn't control her emotions any longer, hugging Qin Lie and crying like a child.
Qin Lie patted Yang Cuifeng on the back lightly, how he wished he could give half of his life to his mother, so that she could take care of her longevity.
Unfortunately, this is just a beautiful idea. The only thing he can do now is to accompany her and try to let her leave this world without any regrets.
After crying for nearly ten minutes, Yang Cuifeng's mood gradually stabilized, she went to her bedroom to change clothes, and Qin Lie continued to cook dinner.
After dinner, Qin Lie accompanied Yang Cuifeng for a walk outside. When they walked to the public toilet, Yang Cuifeng went to the toilet, and Qin Lie picked up the phone and called Yang Junyu.
"Yang Junyu, I limit you to come back to me before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, or I will break your leg!"
After the call was connected, Qin Lie shouted sternly.
"I'm not going back. Is there still my place in that house?"
Yang Junyu replied coldly.
Since he mortgaged his house for 500,000 yuan, Yang Junyu spends his days drinking and drinking, and his life should be as nourishing as possible, but he will not come back to suffer from Qin Lie's arrogance.
"We have a terminal illness, and we are running out of days. Do you want her to die without seeing her son?"
Qin Lie asked angrily.
"Don't lie to me, she's obviously fine, she has a terminal illness."
Yang Junyu replied with a sneer.
In his opinion, this is the lie Qin Lie tricked himself into coming back, and he would not believe it so easily.
"You idiot, I'm going to lie to you when I'm sick? I'll tell you one last time, if you don't come back before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I won't kill you!"
After saying this, Qin Lie hung up the phone.
If he hadn't seen that Yang Cuifeng really wanted to see Yang Junyu, a traitor, he wouldn't have called Yang Junyu.
"Xiaolie, did you call Junyu just now?"
When Qin Lie hung up the phone, Yang Cuifeng came out of the toilet.
"Well, he just said he would come back to see you tomorrow."
Qin Lie replied.
"Really? Will he really come back tomorrow?"
Yang Cuifeng asked in disbelief.
"Of course."
Qin Lie smiled lightly.
"If he does come back tomorrow, then I will still recognize him as a son. If he doesn't come back, I will cut off my love with him, and I will never give birth to him in the future."
Yang Cuifeng continued.
Although Yang Junyu was an unfilial son, he was a piece of flesh that fell from his body after all, and Yang Cuifeng still had this son in mind.
"Okay Mom, let's not talk about him for now. I'll take you to the square in front to watch people dance."
Qin Lie quickly changed the subject, and took Yang Cuifeng to the big square in front.
...
At seven o'clock the next morning, Qin Lie was cooking breakfast when the door of the house suddenly opened, and then he saw Yang Junyu walk in.
"Junyu, you are back."
Looking at Yang Junyu who came back, a look of joy appeared on Yang Cuifeng's face.
"Mom, are you really terminally ill?"
Yang Junyu asked after entering the door.
"Well, mom has brain cancer, and she won't be alive for a few days."
Yang Cuifeng replied very calmly, she didn't look like she was terminally ill.
"You didn't tell me sooner about such a big thing."
Yang Junyu asked angrily.
"It was basically in the late stage when it was first found out. The doctor said that even with treatment, he could live for another year or two at most, but the cost was too great. Mom didn't want to drag you down, so she didn't tell you."
Yang Cuifeng explained briefly.
For her, it is better to save some savings for her son if the tone costs hundreds of thousands of millions to bring down the family.
"Forget it if it can't be cured, you quickly transfer the house to my name, otherwise it will be too troublesome to transfer the house after you die."
Yang Junyu said very ruthlessly, and there was no trace of grief on his face.
Hearing this sentence, Yang Cuifeng was stunned for a moment, and then a miserable smile appeared on his face.
"Haha, hahaha, you are really my good son, you are really my good son... poof!"
Laughing and smiling, Yang Cuifeng was furious for a while, and once again spit out a mouthful of blood.